A Day at the ‘All Brit’ Rally

The annual 3 day All British Rally held at Newstead Vic is a major event of the BSA Motorcycle Owners Association of Aus. Andy is a stalwart of this event, as is Steve, though to a lesser extent – not camping there this year. I went as a day visitor and particularly wanted to see all the bikes when they make their run from the rally site at Newstead, to the historic township of Maldon. Rob H rang me the night prior to arrange a catch up in Maldon and I had previously tee’d up to meet Steve at the rally site. Japanese infidels are definitely not welcome on site, and like trailers and cars have to be parked outside of the venue precinct. I have to say it was a great buzz to be onsite at the rally and chew the fat with Andy and Co. with all manner and generations of Brit bikes riding about the place. Here are a few sample pics of the day. For some more high res pics, click HERE

or on ADV Rider HERE

“Nuts” on his beautiful up spec ES2 Norton.

Lovely Domi in a featherbed frame

Even the firewood gets delivered to campers in a vintage truck.

Cam, Rob & Steve in Maldon

A great crowd in Maldon.

Amazing what you can find hanging around a corner.

Scott Flying Squirrel

Another classy ‘outcast’ at the All British Rally. As if I wouldn’t post a pic of an Indian!

Lest we Forget

Norman S Pearce,  2/5th Infantry Battalion, 6th Division. 1,558 days of military service on foreign soil. Service in Libya against the Italians, in Greece (and Crete) against the Germans, in Syria against the Vichy French and New Guinea against the Japanese.

“We won no Victoria Crosses; we were not famous; but we proved ourselves in Bardia and for sheer dependability and duty well done, we have no better” (Anon, introduction to ‘All the King’s Enemies, a History of the 2/5th Australian Infantry Battalion’ 1988).

Also, in memory of an uncle I never met.

Gunner TJ Ryan, 4th anti tank regiment

Date of Death: 14/7/1943, age 24 years.

Place of Death: Siam

POW Thai / Burma railway

Victorian historic road racing championships

Mrs T and I attended the historic road racing championships at the Broadford circuit yesterday. This was a much smaller event than last weekend at Broadford. We opted for the comfort of the car as rain was forecast for the afternoon. It was a great day, again characterised by friendly folk and great pit access.

This is a “Forgotten era” (1973 – 1980) Kawasaki whose young rider, Andrew Lind, was just a delight to chat with. He was pretty handy on the track as well, finishing 3rd in both events we saw him in. This is a 1977 Z1000, bored to 1260. These machines still excite me!

 

Ah, the smell of racing fuel and the sound of unrestricted exhausts! This is really well run by the Historic Racing Motorcycle Association of Victoria.

Lots more high res pics HERE

Mrs T had a theme of photographing helmets, in addition to bikes that she liked, so I may well dedicate a later post to just helmets! I have a 1970’s Bell Star in my office, and I’d love to compare it with a contemporary Bell Star as Bell are being sold in Australia again after a very long hiatus.

 

A tale of two rides

I’ve had the days after Easter off as annual leave days and I’ve really been looking forward to a couple of decent day rides as Mrs T was working unexpectedly.  We’ve had lovely autumn (fall) weather. I took off Thursday morning to head inland to the historic town of Maldon, as the weather along the coast was not looking as good as forecast. I was just near the end of a bush section not that far from home and thinking that I was too late to disturb any kangaroos when a little wallaby bounced out onto the road. I braked safely and was never at any risk of hitting it. The rest of the ride was uneventful, though colder than forecast, but I just wasn’t enjoying it. I was indifferent about riding, which is quite out of character – though I have had it happen before. I just couldn’t get into the groove and headed home early, though I ended up doing 345kms for the run. The highlight of the ride was seeing a Wedge Tailed Eagle up close as it made a meal of a dead sheep, though I was unable to get a photo. All in all, a much anticipated day of riding that I just did not get to grips with and it ended up a being a disappointment really.

Observation tower at Mt Tarrengower, near Maldon.

It’s all a matter of perspective!

The next day (Friday April 5th) Marty and I met at 8.30 and headed towards the 12 Apostles via the inland route. We had a good run inland (straight and boring) and arrived at the Timboon distillery in what seemed like no time. After a drink and a chat, we headed along the Great Ocean Road to Apollo Bay. The bike and I were loving the twisties and the ride was thoroughly enjoyable, even though it was overcast and a bit chilly, again much cooler than forecast. After lunch in Apollo Bay we headed inland again, climbing up through the eucalyptus forests to the township of Forrest where we stopped at the brewery café for a short break. There were some other riders there who we chatted with briefly and then another group of three pulled in as well. We had a great day of riding, a nice pace and reasonably deserted roads. What a great day of riding and a huge contrast to the day prior.

Friendly owners explained their products to us.

Marty’s ZX14R

Despite our stops being booze vendors, we adhered to our zero alcohol when riding policy.

So there’s the story of two contrasting rides, only one day apart.